Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 191 Nathaniel Gallo (Character Single Chapter)
"Click" was the sound of the reset of the bolt gun receiver.

"Stop shooting, advance with cover!"

That was an order from Jia Luo to the combat veterans behind him.

Temporarily switching the bolter from his right hand to his left, he regained the metal grip underneath the power sword called "Freedom" with his more proficient right hand.

The flames that had not been extinguished in the distance radiated waves of heat firmly on the shattered metal fragments.

Those black carapace fragments that had been blasted and shattered for a long time reminded him that there were enemies here.

But when his eyes habitually scanned the murals on both sides that seemed to praise the name of the emperor, a strange sense of disobedience hit his brain.

He didn't understand why they were attacking the city.

Guilliman and Mortarion, the only ones who knew the truth of the incident, avoided mentioning it.

"This is a task assigned by the Emperor himself, we just need to complete it."

This is the two original bodies, and they have maintained a consistent answer from beginning to end.

It seems that they had received some special warning from the Emperor, so no additional explanation was given for the arrangement of the attack on the perfect city until the battle.

Although this "concealment" did not dissatisfy Jia Luo, it still filled him with doubts.

Perhaps, the father who taught them to form self-judgment on weekdays wanted to exercise their judgment through this battle?

Or, is this concealment just a so-called "protection"?
Too many contradictory guesses filled Jia Luo's brain, which slowed down his progress by a few minutes.

Being good at thinking is not a defect, but this kind of desertion in combat is not encouraged at all.

At least something like curiosity can only be possessed by those who survive.

Quickly back into single-minded combat, for he was well aware that he was no ordinary Astartes.

He is the captain of the 7th Battle Company of the Death Guard.

In addition to being responsible to themselves, the brothers of the entire 7th Combat Company need a leader who is rational and calm.

"Cross fire, clear the T-shaped passage ahead."

Following Jia Luo's order, the four veterans at the front immediately assumed a close combat posture.

Four thick shields were placed in front of their bodies.

This kind of fighting and jumping shield with its own deflected stance is specially built for this kind of complicated indoor combat.

Although under normal circumstances, they will only appear in gang battles in starships.

But it's not a problem to use it temporarily for a cameo in street fighting.

"Cover formation, 3, 2, 1"

Following the command of the assault in the communication channel, the eight combat veterans at the forefront immediately started to move.

Like a perfectly coordinated machine, the four people holding the shields slid out first and then squatted down, while blocking the backs of their teammates with their shields.

The remaining four combat veterans stood familiarly behind the shields, and started indiscriminate cleaning with the bolt guns in their hands.

The sporadic red lasers from the Holy City Guard hit, not even a scorched black print was left on the large gray iron-colored jumping gang fighting shields, so don't deflect your position and bounce on the murals in the passages on both sides.

On the other hand, the Astartes’ bolt guns, each blast can set off a metal storm in the temporary defense line of the Holy City Guard.

With such a crushing strength gap, the battle between the two sides didn't even last for a minute.

In fact, by the time the combat veterans had emptied the first clips of their bolters, nothing but ruins remained at either end of the far T-shaped tunnel.

But even so, the death guards did not relax their vigilance.

They will fight on any harsh battlefield, and that is one constant Mortarion demands of them.

For this reason, in addition to constantly tempering and beating themselves, they also need to develop an extremely cautious fighting style.

This fighting style that came from nowhere has directly laid a solid foundation for the current huge number of Death Guards.

Glorious sacrifice is certainly commendable, but how to survive and create more value for the emperor or the human empire is more important.

Until they shed their last drop of blood, they will stand guard against whatever the Lord asks them to defend.

=You are my indestructible sword and shield, you are the death guard=
This announcement of the Primarch's return heralds the death of the Dusk Raiders and the birth of the Death Guard.

Tenacity, tolerance, and unity, it is with the blessing of these qualities that they are able to go to those harsh battlefields that make other legions feel unsuitable.

Coincidentally, it is precisely because of the addition of an extremely cautious fighting style.

Only the death guard can reduce the casualty rate as much as possible on all kinds of extremely harsh battlefields.

It is precisely because of this that the Terran veterans who joined the army with Galo still barely account for 1/4 of the total number of the entire legion.

This is an extremely terrifying ratio among most other legions.

The Astartes are the Angels of the Emperor, and the Angels naturally bear their responsibilities accordingly.

And this responsibility is one battle after another.

Fighting xenomorphs, greenskins, and various other enemies is not an outing.

This can be seen very well from the scars on Captain Galo's bald head.

Although not all of these veterans of Terra origin are the original team of the Dusk Raiders, this kind of maverick behavior that still insists on regularly recruiting recruits from Terra after returning to their home planet, at least Galo thinks it is necessary.

If not, Terran veterans like him would gradually become a sort of minority.

Despite what everyone says on the surface, loyalty to the Primarch is tantamount to loyalty to the Emperor.

But from the daily words of the fourth company commander Karas Taifeng, he already felt the difference.

Even though everyone would not say it too bluntly on the surface, a gap between the so-called Terrans and Babarusians has long been formed.

This is not a deliberate estrangement, but a estrangement that has accumulated over time due to the differences in various details between the two parties.

Fortunately, it seems that Lord Mortarion has noticed this.

As far as Gallo knew, he was thinking of a new way to get more communication between Terrans and Babarusians.

It's a pity that this method, at least Captain Jia Luo, is not very optimistic.

He could see that Mortarion had indeed noticed these problems, but due to the embarrassing position that both sides were his heirs, he didn't want to favor one side too much.

Mortarion, he thought, tended to think too much.

There is no point of compromise in this kind of thing that will definitely make one party uncomfortable. As long as both parties put these things in the sun openly, the problem will be resolved soon.

That might cause short-term labor pains, but it was much better than this kind of wound that was like a deep subcutaneous wound that kept secretly breeding infections.

But this is just Captain Galo's personal thoughts.

In fact, Terrans have received preferential treatment far beyond most of their colleagues in other legions.

Therefore, Garro will not interfere with Mortarion's decision-making.

In his eyes, although Mortarion was not able to "independently" recover the home planet, Mortarion was absolutely no worse than any other Primarch.

This can be seen from the unprecedentedly large number of death guards.

7 Dalian, each with more than 17000 people.

And 70000 people in each company is Mortarion's publicly stated goal of exploding troops. Although it is still a bit far from this figure, but look at the size of the army that can already wrestle with Papa Lan next door. At least Galo has already Very satisfied.

Thinking of this, the entire company has already moved forward several intersections as a whole.

Thanks to Mortarion, the extreme environment combat concept of fighting the world on two legs.

The veterans of the 7th company have long been accustomed to this, relying on their own warfare.

Compared with those legions and auxiliaries that rely too much on heavy war machines, they are better at using all weapons that can be carried with them to deal with all the enemies in front of them.

But if the enemies are only these, the chickens and dogs of the Holy City Guard, then the bolt guns and chainswords in their hands are more than enough.

Those unreasonable large explosive bombs are enough to tear apart any defense line built by the Holy City Guard.

After all, this is only a religious city, not a war fortress.

What's even more painful is that the giant tunnel originally built for the Word Bearers provided an excellent combat environment for the Death Guard.

That's right, the core of the perfect city, as Karl saw it, was completely constructed in accordance with the standard Astartes body shape.

Whether it was for the Emperor's convenience, or for the Word Bearers themselves to come and go.

At least this kind of spacious corridor structure gave the death guards a natural environment to exert their best fighting power.

Under the strict and efficient chain of command, a group of Death Guards marched with shields and bolt guns.

Gradually move towards their goals step by step.

Unlike those, less manageable Legions of the Astartes such as the Night Lords and Space Wolves.

Those contradictions within the Death Guard do not manifest themselves in any obvious form to their enemies.

On the battlefield, they are a whole that advances and retreats together.

In fact, both Terrans and Barbarusians abided by the battle plan set by the Primarch.

Of course, there is a premise here that Mortarion is still loyal to the Emperor.

After gradually getting used to the advancing rhythm of the core area of ​​Perfect City, Galo handed over the command to his adjutant-Karl Weiss
It was a veteran of the Dusk Raiders who, like himself, had been born on Terra.

Although, by coincidence, Karl Vess shares the same name as another "father" of Mortarion, Karl Vess has fought alongside him in the Dusk Raiders since the beginning of the Great Crusade.

So at best, everyone often joked about Carl Weiss' name.

Breaking away from the heavy command tasks made Jia Luo feel a long-lost relaxation.

Walking among groups of comrades advancing in an orderly manner, Jia Luo felt a rare relief.

This is what they have honed over the years.

An almost unconditional trust.

He believed that even if he fell here at this moment, there would be no chaos in the entire 7th company.

They would only chop the murderer into mincemeat and place it in front of his tombstone.

But when he was conducting a normal full-company inspection, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Several recruit squads located behind the entire advancing force stopped in place abnormally.

It stands to reason that if some strong resistance is temporarily encountered, or the road collapses, it will indeed cause the advancing team to fall into this stagnation.

But Jia Luo had a bad feeling, because the Holy City Guard was too weak.

This kind of enemy is not worthy of two full legions coming to suppress the so-called rebellion.

In short, no matter how much you ask, you will never lose money.

"Selkan Leonard, this is Nathaniel Gallo, report your situation to me immediately."

"Zizzi"

There was no reply from the other end of the communication except for the continuous noise.

Now Jia Luo immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

It is a taboo for military strategists to be cut off.

And it was difficult for Jia Luo to understand why there would be enemies behind this kind of advance across the board.

Because of this time, two almost full Astartes legions came.

In this regard, no matter how big the perfect city is, no matter how many holy city guards there are, it will have no effect.

Therefore, the entire battlefield is basically in a situation where there are more wolves and less meat.

Even in the attack on the core area of ​​Perfect City, the extremely wealthy Death Guard even pulled out a large net of "carpet search" after a long absence.

On the outskirts of the core, a company commanded by Ulis Tmitr was tasked with intercepting any enemy reinforcements that dared appear at the entrance.

The remaining offensive tasks fell to other companies.

Since the [-]st company has a large number of auxiliary soldiers assisting at the same time, the possibility of missing the so-called enemy is almost zero.

But if it wasn't for the enemy that missed from behind, then why did the 7th company's team lose contact completely.

"Andus Hakur, bring your people here, let's go and see what happened later, and the others will maintain the original plan and wait for new instructions."

Following Jia Luo's instructions, the death guards of the 7th company moved quickly.

As the 7th company of the Death Guard, Andus Hakur, a veteran non-commissioned officer, immediately began to call his subordinates to gather.

Soon, a temporary commando team followed behind Captain Jia Luo.

Walking backwards against the advancing team, one after another of the dilapidated murals reappeared in Jia Luo's sight.

Although the aftermath of the bombs has destroyed most of these "works of art", and the few murals have also become black and difficult to distinguish under the smoke.

Ke Jialuo still saw something in it.

The "Emperor" under the Psalm has been put in quotation marks;

The "history" in the scriptures has been distorted and tampered with;

The "face" on the magnificent sculpture has been destroyed.

"This……"

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down the back of Jia Luo's neck, and finally merged into the gaps in his armor and was evaporated and absorbed.

But the short-lived warmth brought by those automatic adjustment components could not melt the piercing fear that Jia Luo felt at the moment.

He is not superstitious, nor does he believe in the existence of those so-called ghosts and monsters.

But at this moment, according to Mortarion's teaching, he must admit the existence of the strange creature in front of him.

It was a twisted corpse surrounded by black air.

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(End of this chapter)